Hic Ector fecit magnum bellum [MS. This line in black, not in red; in the right corner, not in the middle; very small.] .
The Gregeis cam thenne enviroun, [folio 80a]
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¶ Ector ffauȝt as [a] lyoun,
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Alle the hepe to him a-croched.
For ther was non that him aproched,
For who-so come with-Inne his swerde,
Sodan deth was his werde.
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Off alle the Gregeis that pursued first
Was non so bold, that ones durst
Ones opon him hondes lay;
Alle his men were fled a-way;
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¶ Thei hadde sclayn his stede him vnder.
I dar wel say: he sclow an hundred,
He reffte many bothe legges and thies,
Hed and schuldres, armes & knees;
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Ther lay aboute him hondes & knokeles
As thikke as any honysocles,
That In somer stondes In grene medes;
Many a wyff made he wedewes,
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Many a lady lordles;
He fauȝt with more and eke with les,
¶ But he was euere liche ffresche.
Alle at ones thei on him thresche,
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Dartes kest and put with speres,
But Ector euere his bodi weres;
Was non so bold, durst come him nere,
The whiles he myght his armes stere.
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FAls Gregeis, to ȝow I speke:
If ȝe ben ought, now ȝow a-wreke!
Now may ȝe ȝoure strengthe kythe
On him that greues ȝow offte sithe!
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He is on fote, his stede is sclayn,
On fote he wil not fle aȝeyn,
For al the gold of Galilee
He wol not ffro ȝow fflee.
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